The Living Corpses Poem by Tony Adah

The Living Corpses



Will we die
Or will we live?
Now the only love
The world shows is the breath
Of our raised ribcages
Up and down on a frail note
Everything is gone
The hate and treachery
In the land heaped on our heads.

Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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